The fog was apparent when I got up, peaked around 8am, and burned off by 9am. Birds were slow to appear. A song sparrow ventured out to the seeds I'd scattered. A white throated sparrow followed.
The sun caught the male red bellied woodpecker at the suet. The downy woodpeckers weren't having that so they came too.
Two Carolina wrens wanted bark butter. The squirrel with the sore flank was being followed by another in a manner that suggests she's about to go into heat.
A pine warbler, a myrtle warbler (AKA yellow rumped, butterbutt), and an orange crowned warbler all wanted lunch. The ruby crowned kinglet reappeared, seeking suet.
A couple of bufflehead drakes preened on the creek. The sky was mostly clear but stratus clouds blurred the late afternoon sun.
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